InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Beach House ❯ Tequila, Boys, Girl Talk & More Boys ( Chapter 3 )

The Beach House
Chapter Three: Tequila, Boys, Girl Talk & More Boys
By: OhJoy

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Sango's car was a black BMW M3 Convertible. The car handled like a dream as they flew down Pacific Coast Highway. It was another gorgeous day in Southern California. Marix was one of their favorite restaurants. It sits just past the Santa Monica freeway on PCH. Twenty minutes later, Sango pulled up and parked.

"Let's just sit at the bar," Ayame suggested, obviously impatient for her Margarita. The ladies chose a tall table in the corner and ordered a "Kick Ass Margarita Pitcher" from their server.

"Oh, these chips are the yummiest," Kagome crooned as she munched down on a chip slathered with salsa.

"So, Kagome…" Sango began, a little hesitantly.

"Mmm…?" Kagome continued her assault on the basket of chips and bowl of fresh salsa.

"What's the deal with you and Yash?" Ayame interjected.

Kagome blushed at the mention of InuYasha. "Uh… um… what do you mean?"

"Well, do you like him?" Sango silently thanked Ayame for breaking that barrier with a knowing look and amused eyes.

"Of course, I like him!" Her blush deepened.

"And…?" Ayame was almost impatient.

"And what?" Kagome shot a curious glance her companions. "It's not like we're getting married tomorrow, for fuck's sake! We just made out last night. No big deal."

"Yeah," Sango stared intently at her. "But do you want to make it a big deal?"

"Ah, geez… I don't know… it's not like he's even asked me out or anything!" Kagome was getting quite flustered at the current topic. "Plus, I thought we were here to cheer up Hot Stuff," she pointedly looked at the auburn haired girl. "Not talk about my shenanagins from last night."

A smile broke Ayame's irritated face, "But talking about you and Yash totally cheers me up!"

"Well… I guess, it's a little complicated since we're actually roommates, you know?" Kagome ventured to express the confusion raging within her.

Sango continued her investigation. "It's only `complicated' if you say it is. If you say it's `perfect' then it'll be `perfect.' I mean, you think he's hot, right?"

"Duh! He's fucking gorgeous. I mean, shit, this morning… just in his boxers!" Kagome recalled the vision with a dreamy smile on her face.

"Yeah." The two other girls sighed in unison. Just then the server returned with their pitcher of the heady concoction and three glasses, he poured out their first round.

Ayame raised her glass for a toast, "Here's to your water--"

"MAY IT NEVER BREAK!" The girls said in stereo and fell into giggles as they clinked their glasses with each other's.

"Ok, seriously, K-Girl," Ayame said after a long sip. "What do you want from Yash?"

"Well, I don't know. Not really. I mean, I'm so way attracted to him. I don't think I've been so hot for a guy just from his fucking kisses! Oh, and the way he held me when we danced," Kagome sighed another contented moan as she recalled that delicious memory. She shook her head as if to clear the memory and took a sip of her cocktail. "Mmm, this is good."

"Oh, you got it bad," Sango smiled over her glass.

Kagome simply sighed.

"So is it just sex you want from him?" Ayame prodded for further conversation.

"Huh? NO!" Kagome chagrined. "That's not what I meant. Oh, I'm not sure. I just… well, I've just never been so attracted to someone before. I don't even know him!"

Sango added, "What's to know? He's got a heart of gold, he's loyal to a fault, he's a bit arrogant and rude at times, but he's helluva cool."

"So you want to get to know him before you do him?" Ayame smirked and took another sip.

"HOT STUFF!" Kagome nearly shrieked.

"Oh, please. Like you're that innocent!" Sango rolled her eyes, pushing her hair behind an ear.

"Ok, so I'm a slut… hey, wait a minute, not anymore. For fuck's sake, I've been celibate for eleven months!" Kagome was exhausted from the topic.

"Wow, you really are going through with that silly idea of yours?" The auburn haired girl was dumbfounded, shook her head and took another sip.

"It's not silly. To choose to be celibate is empowering… not to mention, soul cleansing after the slut rampage I went on when I hit Paris." She shrugged her shoulders and sipped her drink once more. She absently twirled a lock of hair.

"Ok, whatever." Hot Stuff dismissed the alien topic. "What did he say when he gave you the Jackson?"

Kagome did her best impression of a tomato.

"He certainly enjoys holding you." Ayame continued, amused at her friend's discomfort.

"Huh? What did I miss? He held you when he gave you the twenty?" Sango was confused.

"Yeah," answered Kagome. "Your back was turned, Sango. He, uh… he said…"

"C'mon, spill it, girl," admonished the auburn haired beauty.

"He said, `Don't make me too jealous, love.'" Kagome admitted, and her blush deepened, if that was even possible.

Her companions squealed with delight.

"Oh by the Gods!"

"That's too fucking amazing!"

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Miroku clad in a pair of dark denim carpenter's shorts that fell to his knees, a black t-shirt, and black flip flops, approached his silver haired friend in the living room. "So, Yash, what's up with you and K-Girl?"

InuYasha was going over the Calendar section of the paper. He was freshly showered, his hair slightly damp. He wore dark khaki cargo shorts that also fell to his knees and had a plain white t-shirt on, feet bare. His response was, "She's hot."

"It is not easy to live in the same house as the one you are attracted to most," Miroku sagely observed.

Shippou walked in the room, freshly showered as well and dressed in baggy board shorts with a Hawaiian print and no shirt or shoes. He looked straight into InuYasha's eyes and said without malice, "You hurt her and I'll hurt you."

"Keh."

Miroku powered up the PlayStation 2 console. "You guys up for some Madden?"

"Yeah."

"Sure."

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"He said, `Don't make me too jealous, love.'" Sango repeated with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Wow." Ayame's face actually softened too.

"Boomerang Babe, it's not like he told me he loved me. I mean, c'mon! Let's not make it mean more than that!" K-Girl's blush refused to fade.

"Oh, please, after one night, he's concerned that you're out flirting with other boys AND he called you `LOVE' - shit!" Sango looked a bit jealous. "Plus, that's coming from Yash. SO you know he means it. It's not like he throws those kind of comments around… not like `Roku…"

Kagome inspected her friend with the forlorn inflection in her voice, "Sango…? Are you saying you'd like Miroku to say that stuff to only you?" Two sets of eyes bored into the tall girl.

"Uh… I mean… well… what I mean is…" The Boomerang Babe blushed!

"Wow, Boomerang Babe, you're blushing!" Ayame said, her friends continued to amuse her. "Your turn to spill it, girl."

"Oh, ok. Well, it's… it's just that… ah, hell… I like Miroku, OK?!" Sango was truly flustered.

"Really?

"I knew it."

Sango sighed, "He's just such a lech though! How can I take his flirtations seriously when he grabs every girl's ass?"

"He didn't last night. He just danced with you all night, well bumped and grinded mostly," Kagome chuckled.

"Yeah, K-Girl's right." Ayame recalled last night, "'Roku totally was all over you and he didn't even pay any attention to Koharu. I always thought she was so in love with him. Cooking him dinner all the fucking time and following him fucking around like a goddamn little puppy. Now that I think about it, he hasn't felt up a chick besides you since we moved into the beach house. Holy shit, that's nearly three weeks!"

Their conversation continued in this vein. They left no stone unturned as they remarked on Miroku's past behavior compared to the past few weeks. How he always called Sango `his butterfly' or `his flower' or `his whatever'! They continued to dissect and overanalyze InuYasha's comment of `Don't make me too jealous, love.' They theorized every possible nuance of that one sentence. His tone, how his arm wrapped around her, how close he held her, everything. Once those two topics were exhausted, they moved onto Koga and Ayame. Or rather, Ayame's interpretation of Koga.

"Ok, Hot Stuff, let's get down to business," Kagome changed the subject. "I want to know what is in your head about Koga."

The auburn girl sighed and refilled her drink from the second pitcher they ordered. "He flirts all the fucking time. He seems to enjoy me squirming when I see him with that bitch Kagura." She shrugged, almost as if she was defeated.

"Well… what exactly do you want from him?" Sango questioned.

"I… ah, I… well, I want to know that I'm important to him, that I'm the only one loves." Her emerald eyes began to cloud.

Kagome hugged her, "Hot Stuff, I know Koga cares for you. But… are you saying you want a commitment? You want your relationship exclusive?"

Ayame was getting irritated, "Of course! Duh!"

Patiently, Sango ventured, "Well, does he know that?"

"He should! We've been going out for almost two months now!" She nearly shouted her answer to the infuriating question.

"Whoa, Hot Stuff. Listen, maybe he's not sure about you. I mean, didn't you spend a lot of time talking to other guys last night?" Kagome inserted her observations.

Ayame chewed her bottom lip, "Mmm… yeah… but…"

"No `buts' about it, chica! I want you to take him out for coffee or something and have a heart to heart with him. I bet he's feeling like a lone wolf right about now." Sango sighed. "Have you guys done the deed?"

It was Ayame's turn to blush, "Um… uh…"

Sango and Kagome said together, "Spill it, girl!"

"Well, not all the way. I want to… but.. I--"

"You want to be the only one?" Kagome interrupted. The auburn beauty simply nodded. "Mmm… that's motivation… tell him you'll fuck his brains out whenever he wants so long as you guys are exclusively committed." She smiled wickedly.

"KAGOME!" Ayame's blush deepened.

Sango bemused, added, "You want to, right?" Her two friends polished off the second pitcher, she only had one glass. "Can't drink and drive us home safely." "Ok, so let's get going. K-Girl, you let Yash set the tone, don't flirt with other boys. Hot Stuff, you tell your man that you love him. And me… well, I'll be nice to the monk."

They moved the conversation to the convertible. The conversation moved on to the issue of trust. Kagura set off all sorts of red flags for Ayame. She was still upset at how Koga hung out with Kagura at the party.

"Hot Stuff, you know, I was bumping and grinding on Koga last night too!" Sango said, "Why aren't you mad at me for flirting with him?"

"Hell, I had my legs were wrapped around him when I greeted him. He was even holding me up by my ass," Kagome added.

"Yeah, but that's different. You guys are my friends," Ayame opened the front door and held it graciously for her friends to enter.

Kagome entered first, backwards, intent on making her point, "We all know how fucking hot Koga is. Hell, I wouldn't complain if I was naked and on top of him, But you trust me not to-"

"You want to be naked and on top of me?" An amused and very male voice that could only belong to Koga broke the girls concentration.

The fours guys were in the living room playing a football video game. Miroku and Shippou were on the couch, InuYasha sat on a chair facing the girls and Koga was in the opposite chair. He was no longer paying attention to the game and was turned around to see Kagome's answer.

InuYasha had a scowl smeared across his face, "What the fuck? She wants to that mangy wolf?"

"EEEWW! NO!" Kagome shrieked at the thought. "Uh, what I mean is… you're my best friend's boyfriend and even though I think you're a hotty, I would NEVER be involved with you like that."

InuYasha's scowl faded, "That's my girl. Save it for me, baby."

Koga's eyes clouded, "Really? Why not?"

Kagome smiled, "General Principle #1…"

All three girls said in stereo, "Never fuck your friends' exs or your exs' friends!"

Kagome further clarified, "Koga, that makes you strictly off limits."

"Just like InuYasha," Sango revealed. Then gasped when she realized she said it aloud.

InuYasha smirked and loved how Kagome blushed an endearing shade of pink, nearly matching her t-shirt. "Ah, so she does want me."

"Just like Miroku," Ayame pointedly looked at Sango, quickly coming to Kagome's defense. At that statement, Miroku fumbled the ball, the game was paused and he twisted his neck to stare at a blushing Sango. He fought the traitorous smirk that longed to cover his mouth.

"What about me?" squeaked Shippou.

"Foxy, Rin's claimed you long ago," Sango answered.

Eri entered the room from the stair case, effectively cutting the tension in the room when she said, "I got dibbs on Ashton Kushner." She was dressed in white cropped cargo pants, a white baseball shirt with blue sleeves that had "TEAM LOVE" across her chest.

"Bitch. I call Rob Thomas."

"Not MY boy Rob! I got Ben Affleck!"

"Eeww, you would want J. Lo's sloppy seconds…" The girls continued their banter as they crossed the room to climb the stairs to the Library.

"Yash, phone." Eri's hand extended with the house cordless as she walked to him.

"Oh, yeah? Who is it?"

"Some chick named Kikyo."

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